Cache Valley Winds

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THE DELIGHT SONG OF TSOAI-TALEE

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l am a feather on the bright sky

I am the blue horse that runs in the plain
I am the fish that rolls, shining, in the water
I am the shadow that follows a child

I am the evening light, the lustre of meadows
I am an eagle playing with the wind
I am a cluster of bright beads

I am the farthest star
I am the cold of dawn

I am the roaring of the rain

I am the glitter on the crust of the snow
I am the long track of the moon in a lake

I am a flame of four colors

I am a deer standing away in the dusk

I am a field of sumac and the pomme blanche

I am an angle of geese in the winter sky

I am the hunger of a young wolf
I am the whole dream of these things

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You see, I am alive, I am alive
I stand in good relation to the earth
I stand in good relation to the gods
I stand in good relation to all that is beautiful
I stand in good relation to the daughter of Tsen-tainte
You see, I am alive, I am alive

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N. Scott Momaday

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